Mr. CEO, I Was Forced To Marry You

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looked at Coco, saying,

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not to follow his orders, I didn't dare disobey. But in the end, s

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at his watch, and asked, "Di

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more specifically, a

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y mistress for a year, 150 million a month, and a 15

back on the table. Seeing Ricard's face darken, I calmly

When sober, I couldn

years, helped by many kind-hearted people,

get a marriage certificate with Ann

to me, crossing

t to my wea

an actual blo

d be complete, but Ricard, being who he is, would

ould be swallowed

ess, I knew the only way to make the Watts

cid

bent down, picked up the pen next to th

stating I couldn't have any overly intimate interactions with other

e trap Ricard set, ensuring I w

me, but as I finished the first two lette

ame from above my head, "Charlott

h me?" I picked up the contract, stoo

w the contract at Rica

dare lo

nd longer, I could no longer hol

t the luxurious estate behind me. Remembering my naï

tion, how could he develop feeling

ame face, he loved me

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new life at

ring my four years of study. I had been officially hired upon graduation, but because the Watts family

d to sta

rnship company agreed to take me ba

benefits rema

d construction sites, regularly worked

until 11 PM, planning to cook instant

a while. I fumbled my way upstairs in the dark, only to see a

th you for half a month, and this is the fir

d talking, I realized

ed the phone into their pocket and said, "Ch

d I realize

ry that I couldn't re